#las

As they walked, it seemed almost every building had some similar contrivance as decoration, adorning the street in a cacophony of clangs, bangs and whirs. The street’s surroundings danced with steam and smoke, the scent of oil and grease its perfume. ↗

— A.F. Stewart

#anthology #classic-literature #mechanical #science-fiction #steampunk

As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods. They kill us for their sport. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#insignificance #sports

She could ask for anything, she thought dizzily, anything--an end to pain or world hunger or disease, or for peace on earth. But then again, perhaps these things weren't in the power of angels to grant, or they would already have been granted. And perhaps people were supposed to find these things for themselves. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-glass #clary-fray #insight #mortal-instruments #teens

If I were to draw on a paper what gym does for me, I would make one dot and then I would erase it. ↗

— Elizabeth Berg

#exercise #gym #gym-class #joy-school #school

I had choosen the path of the black sheep rather than that of the unicorns and puppies. ↗

— Magenta Periwinkle

#cutting-class #goth #popular-kids #punk #teen

The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#crime #detective #mystery #novel #chance

Adrian opened his mouth, undoubtedly ready with some inappropriate and mocking comment. Lissa gave him a sharp headshake that kept him quiet. "Aren't there any, I don't know, sleeveless options?" The saleswoman's eyes widened. "No one has ever worn straps to a funeral. It wouldn't be right." "What about shorts?" asked Adrian. "Are they okay if they're with a tie? Because that's what I was gonna go with." The woman looked horrified. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#last-sacrifice #lissa-dragomir #richelle-mead #vampire-academy #sacrifice

He went farther into the shadows to exchange his pants for the leather breeches. Too bad. When he emerged again, he looked pretty good even though it wasn’t his style. And he was lucky there were no tights, after all. He tilted his head. “You like it.” “Shut up.” I blushed. I hated vampire extrasensory perception. It wasn’t fair that he could hear my heartbeat or smell my skin or what ever. “Girls are so weird.” Kieran snorted. “No kidding.” “Please, you two were fighting ten minutes ago, and now you’re the best of friends?” I said witheringly. “Guys are weird. ↗

— Alyxandra Harvey

#lucy #nicholas #love

The ideas of the ruling class are in every epoch the ruling ideas, i.e. the class which is the ruling material force of society, is at the same time its ruling intellectual force. The class which has the means of material production at its disposal, has control at the same time over the means of mental production, so that thereby, generally speaking, the ideas of those who lack the means of mental production are subject to it. The ruling ideas are nothing more than the ideal expression of the dominant material relationships, the dominant material relationships grasped as ideas. ↗

— Karl Marx

#class-struggle #marx #philosophy #political-science #science

I really like the thing called friendship. And I think the most fulfilling kind of friendship is the one that you stumble quite randomly upon. Unexpected and unknown. You can learn a lot about yourself from these kinds of friendships, and some last a long time while others last only for the duration of time that you have together! But then I wonder, is the length of a friendship measured by the time you are given to spend within each others' company? Or is it measured by how long into the future you can look back at the photos you took, look back and replay the adventures and the laughter in your head; still feeling like it was one of the "bestest" times of your life? Because if it's the latter, I have a thousand friends! ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#friendship #happiness #inspirational-friendship #inspirational-quotes #lasting-friendship